I wrote this l ast night; I’ve been thinking about it for six days…
And I hope I don’t have to explain it more than that. 🙂
Shadow-song: a Sonnet for Chris Cornell
Your liquid melodies are tidal waves,
Embracing us and drowning all our pain,
But there’s no lifeline; there’s no hand that saves.
Your beauty crashes into us again.
Your voice still melts away anxiety,
Both scarred by cigarettes and smooth as skin.
Its angel notes caress infinity;
We stand in awe; with you, we cannot sin.
You call to us from fear and helplessness;
You sing of shadow through your aching heart.
You offer honesty and sweet redress,
Though loneliness and loss obscure your art.
Your longing tones still echo through the sky.
Your music feeds us still, and does not die.